The moon above his head was motionless. Han Yiming looked up at him for a while, and he looked up. He didn't know how many glances he looked. Suddenly, he felt a glimmer of light flashing in the shadow on the moon. The little boy had already stood up and said, "The time is here." Han Yiming looked at him and was shocked again. The boy was only seven or eight years old, but the little boy was fourteen or five years old at this time. The childish aura on his face had gone away a lot. He was already a boy, and he could no longer

He called him a child, but he wanted to call him a boy. He had grown a lot, his body was tall and handsome, and even his face changed. The childish aura he had with the past was gone, but when he looked at him, he knew that the child had grown up. His face was as white as jade, his eyes were like cold stars, and his two sword eyebrows made him look heroic. He glanced at Han Yiming, and this glance was extremely sharp. Han Yiming instantly felt that he had been seen through, and even his thoughts could be seen clearly by him.

He glanced at Lingxin and said, "You still hide, I'm worried that you can't bear it." Lingxin said, "Slaying dragons is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I will not hide." Han Yiming said, "Junior Sister Lingxin, you still..." Lingxin said, "Your cultivation is not much higher than me, why don't you hide?" Han Yiming said, "Then you underestimate him, his spiritual power is 1,000 yuan."

A hundred years old. He can stand it, but you can't. Besides, your spiritual power is really ruined in this matter, it's a pity. You want to see the excitement, okay! I'll let you see the excitement! But, stand behind him!" The young man's tone was still understated, but it was unquestionable. Ling Xin looked at him, then looked at Han Yiming, and stood behind Han Yiming. The young man said to Han Yiming: "You stand here and sit down

It's true, but you can't take a step back." Han Yiming was shocked by the boy's words for a thousand and a hundred years? He has such spiritual power cultivation? How many lifetimes have he cultivated? But when he looked at the boy, he knew that he was going to fight with the dragon in the square well. What kind of thing could this boy do? But he knew that this boy would never listen to his advice and would not be influenced by himself. Fortunately, the brothers and brothers in Lingshan were far away

It is impossible to get far away, and even here is earth-shaking, they will not be affected. They pinched the Qingshuang sword in their hands and said, "I will never take a step back, but if you promise me something, don't involve my fellow disciples in." The young man smiled and said, "That's natural! You underestimate me too much. As long as you listen to my advice, there will be no accidents. Everything will be stopped after dawn. Come, stretch out your hand."

For some reason, the boy was just convinced. Han Yiming stretched out his hand. The boy stretched out his hand and gently pointed it on his palm. Han Yiming felt the palm of his palm heat, and two white circles flew out from his palms. The Vajra Dragon Slug circle flipped in the air above his palms. The boy gently flicked his fingers at the edge of the dragon trap, and the dragon trap flew upwards, and disappeared for a moment. The boy pointed to the ground and said, "You are just sitting here." Han Yiming

He looked down and saw that there was a circle on the ground at some point. He happened to be outside the circle. He was about to step back and walk into the circle. The boy said, "Where is your colorless and formless treasure mirror?" He said hundreds of treasures from Lingshan again, and Han Yiming would not be surprised. He reached out to his arms and took out the colorless and formless treasure mirror. The boy looked at the treasure mirror, reached out to touch the mirror, and said, "You hold the treasure mirror in your hands."

Han Yiming said, "Don't you need it?" The boy thought for a while and said, "I remember that there is something I want to borrow on you. But it's not this treasure mirror. You hold it in your hand, and it has its own wonderful uses." Han Yiming was actually a little afraid that he would borrow this treasure mirror. The mystery of the colorless and formless mirror was not clear. But he knew that this treasure mirror was an extremely important thing in Lingshan. He was also a little uneasy in his heart. Therefore, he heard that the treasure mirror was in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the mirror and saw that the mirror was full of blue waves. In the blue waves, a white lotus was slowly floating out. In the blink of an eye, the white lotus had floated out from the mirror. A petal opened and opened to the extreme. The petal dragged down, but only floated around Han Yiming. In just a moment, countless lotus petals were floating around Han Yiming, and the white lotus was still blooming endlessly.

The young man said, "I will lend you two pieces of Jiao Wood from you to use." Han Yiming was even more surprised. The young man knew everything. After looking at him for a moment, he slowly shook his head and said, "You want to borrow this? I can't lend you this." The demon star once told him not to hand over the short sword to others. Han Yiming felt like a different world of past events, but he always remembered what he promised to others. The young man said, "You really keep your promise! If you don't want to borrow, don't blame me for taking it myself."

With one finger, Han Yiming saw two pieces of charred wood in front of him, which were the fragments left after Zi Shang burned the peach wood sword with glass fire. Han Yiming was extremely shocked and looked at the boy. He saw his fingers gently stroke the Jiao Mu and smiled softly: "Don't you be fine?" As his fingers, the two pieces of charred wood disappeared, and a short sword appeared. The sword edge exuded five-color light, and the sword body was surrounded by mist. This was not Jiao Mu, this was the short sword handed over to him by the Demon Star that day!

He is the Demon Star! Han Yiming immediately sweated heavily, this young man is the Demon Star! After chasing his fellow disciples for several years, he seemed to be him. The young man didn't raise his head and chuckled softly: "I am a disciple of Lingshan, not a Demon Star." He knew his thoughts, and Han Yiming calmed down: "Who are you?" The young man raised his head, looked at him, smiled and shook his head slightly, and after a moment, he said: "I am really not a Demon Star, you don't have to panic. Could it be that you are like them, thinking that a person with extraordinary spiritual power is a Demon Star?" Han Yiming shook his head. What the young man said was right. Does the spiritual power must be a Demon Star? The young man said again: "Come on your mind, I'm going to do it."

Han Yiming gritted his teeth and suppressed his mind. The young man no longer knew where he had received the short sword and said, "You take three steps back." Han Yiming, as he said, took three steps back and had already retreated into the circle. The young man looked up at the sky, walked to the well, and gently wiped his left hand on the well railing. He heard a strong wind whistling from the well. Han Yiming calmed down at this time and heard a sound like nothingness in the well. The young man listened with his ears and smiled on his face.

After a while, the well became silent. The young man jumped up. Han Yiming had already seen an iron chain in his hand, the thickness of his fingers, and the black iron chain. I don’t know where he took out this iron chain. One end of the iron chain was in his hand and the other end was in the square well.

As soon as the young man dragged the iron chain out, the sound of the iron chain dragging sounded in the well. Han Yiming didn't say anything, but just carefully held the colorless and formless treasure mirror in front of his chest and looked at the young man quietly. Shaohua jumped in the air and shook the iron chain in his hand. The iron chain seemed to be alive, twisting and gushing out from the well.
Chapter completed!